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definite satisfaction to creating architectural
wonders that bring into play things that as just a residential builder I’d
never have the opportunity to do.”   He
drove the truck to the portable office trailer and parked.   “Come on.   You can wait inside.”
    He walked around and helped her
out of his truck.   He didn’t let go of
her hand, instead clasped her warm fingers with his.
    “Yuck,” she mumbled as she
picked her way through the wet red clay.   The wet goop clung to her boots, marring the black leather with red
clumps.   “You weren’t kidding about
getting stuck.   I may be taking a mud
bath before I make it to the steps.”
    Mud sucked at her shoes and Jason
fought the erotic mud-wrestling image that once again formed in his mind.   His dirty mind.
    “Want me to carry you?”   He might toss her in the nearest puddle
accidentally on purpose.
    A smile lit her face.   “Let’s see, play in the mud bog or have your
arms around me, uhm, I’ll take option number two, please.”
    He scooped her up in his
arms.   “You need to eat more.”
    “What?”
    “You’re too thin.   Even skinnier than you used to be.”
    “I’m filled out where it counts
thank you very much.”
    “Can’t argue with that.”   To have such a tiny waist, she did have
amazing breasts and hips that flared out perfectly.
    “You’re shameless.”   He really should toss her into the mud.   Maybe she’d sling some on him and they could
wrestle around and…he swallowed again.
    “I know.”
    He carried her up the steps and
let her slide down his body.   Probably
not a good idea as a skeleton crew worked today.   He’d hear about the sexy redhead he carried
to the office come Monday morning.   If
not before.   Hopefully the guys would
have enough good taste not to say anything in front of Tabby.
    Much more likely that they’d
hit on her themselves.
    “Thank you.”   She bestowed one of her killer smiles.   “Makes me think of times gone past when
gentlemen used to toss their coats down for a lady to walk on.”
    “Yeah, well, I always thought
that was kinda stupid myself.   Just ruins
a good coat when the guy could have had her arms around his neck if he’d played
his cards right.”
    “Like you just played yours?”
she teased.
    “You better believe it.”
    They were both laughing as they
stepped into the portable office, a mini-sized trailer that moved from one
commercial job site to another as needed.   He had seven of them now.   Hoped
he’d have reason to purchase another one in the near future.
    Jason glanced around the main
room, trying to see the office through Tabby’s eyes.   A desk piled high with papers, files, and
magazines, not to mention two used coffee cups, monopolized the front part of
the room.   Three metal fold-up chairs sat
in front of the desk.   Several filing
cabinets lined one wall.   His desk, a sturdy
metal and wood monstrosity occupied the far back corner.
    Jason’s foreman sat reading a
set of blueprints in front of his desk.
    “My, my, my, what have we
here?”   Rooster Stevens crowed as he
raked his eyes up and down Tabby’s body.   He didn’t bother dropping his feet from where they were propped on the
edge of the desk.
    “Rooster,” Jason greeted his
foreman.
    Rooster didn’t even glance at
him.   He was too busy eyeballing
Tabby.   Yep, he’d be beating his buddies
off Tabby.
    “Who do we have here?”
    When Jason still made no show
of introducing her, Tabby stepped forward and stuck out her hand.   “Hi, I’m Tabitha Sterling, an… old friend of Jason’s.”
    “Baby, there ain’t a thing old
about you and if there is, I’ll volunteer to do a thorough search to find it.”
    Tabby laughed.   Jason didn’t.
    “Don’t you have work that needs
done?” he growled.
    “Nah, man, I’ve been waiting on
your sorry ass to get here.   Savannah
Blue dude showed up here about ten minutes ago and is checking out the site.”
    “And you let